"Are you really going to do that?" Bei Chen looked at his younger brother's immature face, "Isn't it too early to tell grandpa now?" Auntie may not agree, you better pass this first. ”

"Brother, it's really not early." Beifan looked thoughtful, "The shift is two weeks later, and I want to give my grandfather a vaccination in advance." ”

"Fan." Beichen shook his head, "It's not that you don't know Grandpa's temper, do you think he might agree?" ”

"Brother, you can help me ask side by side first, and that's the only way he agrees." Beifan's attitude is very resolute.

"Well, okay, let's go." Saying that, Beichen took his younger brother's hand and walked towards the unit building.

"No, brother, you go first, I'll go in twenty minutes later." Bei Fan put the carton of milk in his hand on the ground.

"It's okay, Fan, come in with me, it's not appropriate to stand here and wait." Beichen didn't expect his younger brother to be so stubborn, he took his hand again, "Let's go, grandpa has made lunch." ”

"No, no." Beifan shook off his hand, "Grandpa asked you to go to his house for dinner at noon, and he didn't call me." Fan Chong Beichen waved his hand, "You go in first, don't let grandpa wait." ”

"Well, I'll help you say a few words. Come up in a moment. Bei Chen said uneasily, "No matter how unpleasant you are with him, he is already old, and he needs you to come to see him often." ”

"I see, brother." Bei Fan didn't understand Bei Chen's words.

Bei Chen went upstairs, glanced at his younger brother standing downstairs and sighed. "Grandpa, I'm back." Beichen opened the door with the key.

"Ouch, Chenchen, you're finally here, I'm waiting for you." Lao He said, lifted the blanket, and sat up from the sofa, "Why did you come back so late, hungry, right?" ”

"It's okay, grandpa, I'm not hungry." He Beichen changed into his slippers, "Didn't you just finish the make-up class, and I rushed back." ”

"Your mother is really, she only has one day off a week, and she makes up for some lessons." Lao He turned on the rice cooker, and a smell of rice came to his face, "I usually sleep so late, and I have to make up classes on weekends, she is not afraid of tiring you." ”

"Grandpa, it's nothing to make up for the class, she also wants me to learn a little more." Bei Chen said and took Lao He Sheng's rice, "You have given me too much, I can't finish it." "The porcelain bowl is full of pressed rice.

"Chenchen, you are growing your body, you have to eat a little more to keep up with the nutrition." Lao He's eyes were full of pity, and his face full of folds was full of smiles.

The old man said so, and Beichen stopped refusing and sat down at the dinner table.

"The chicken is in the pot, I'll serve it to you." As he spoke, the old man walked into the kitchen again, lifted the lid of the pot, and a stream of hot air rushed up, "I was afraid that the meat would be cold, so I kept it in the pot and simmered." ”

Seeing Lao He bent his waist, Beichen had an indescribable bitterness, the old man's body was quite tough, but his back was already hunched. He brought the chicken to the table, a large pot full of it, and he looked very appetizing.

"You eat first, I'll serve you loofah soup." Lao He took the soup spoon and walked away.

"Grandpa, you really don't have to prepare so much." Beichen didn't move the chopsticks first, but sat on a chair and waited for the old man, "You can just cook two dishes." ”

"How can that work?" Lao He accidentally poured the soup on his hands, but he didn't feel hot, "My precious grandson has only come here with great difficulty, and I must make something good." ”

The old man held the soup bowl in his trembling hands, looking very unstable.

"Grandpa, I'll come." Seeing this, Bei Chen hurriedly took the bowl in Lao He's hand, for fear of dropping it, "You sit down and eat." ”

The old man sat down and picked up the chicken nuggets in the basin, but instead of sending them to his bowl, he turned a corner and threw them into Beichen's bowl.

"Grandpa, you eat, I'll clip it myself." The old man didn't eat, but he kept picking up vegetables for himself, which made Beichen very embarrassed.

"How? Is it tasty? Lao He looked at the boy in front of him, as if he was looking at himself when he was young.

"It's delicious, grandpa's craftsmanship is really good." Grandpa cooked the rice salty, but Beichen didn't want to demolish him.

"I'll taste it." Lao He picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite, "Isn't it a little salty?" Maybe I'm putting too much salt. The old man pursed his lips.

"Nope." Beichen pretended to be very greedy, "It's just right to eat rice." ”

"That's fine, if it's delicious, you can eat more." The old man put down his chopsticks, he didn't have this appetite now.

"Why don't you eat it?" Seeing that Lao He didn't eat, Beichen also slowed down the speed of eating.

"I don't like chicken." Lao He said, took a piece of potato and put it in his mouth, "Eat quickly, this chicken is made for you today." ”

The old man's words reminded Bei Chen of his business, "Grandpa, why didn't you call Fan Fan back today?" A chicken is so big that neither of us can eat it. ”

"What did you call him for?" Who knew that Lao He suddenly became powerful, "So disobedient, not good at studying, I know how to play his guitar every day." ”

"Grandpa, you can't say that." Bei Chen stopped the chopsticks in his hand, "Fanfan, he actually works hard." He's just a little stubborn. ”

"Yes, he's trying." There was anger in the old man's eyes, "But he didn't work the idea. ”

From this point of view, it is still quite a difficult task to change Lao He's concept, "Grandpa, it's actually not like you think." Wherever he has his own strengths, we should support him. ”

"Specialty? What is his specialty? Lao He blushed, "In the final analysis, he is just lazy and unwilling to study hard." In the face of Beichen's consolation, Lao He also did not enter the oil and salt.

"Then, what if Fan Fan wants to turn to art." Beichen cautiously probed.

"How dare he?" The old man slapped the dinner table angrily, "If he dares to be an art student, see that I don't break his legs?" He didn't want to enter this house again. ”

Beichen had never seen Lao He so angry, and he was so frightened that he threw his chopsticks on the ground.

Lao He saw his grandson's abnormal behavior, and his face softened again, "You eat yours, I didn't scold you, I saw that you were scared." ”

He Beichen picked up the chopsticks from the floor and walked to the kitchen under the faucet to clean them, not yet recovering from the old man's righteous indignant words.

"Chenchen, don't speak for your uncompetitive brother anymore. He will have to spend more money than you just to go to high school, and you will be free of tuition. As for him, if he enters with an unplanned score line, how much more tuition will he pay than you in a semester. It's really a shame on our old He family. ”

"Grandpa." Beichen wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't know what to say, so he didn't follow. The boy returned to the dining table and picked up his chopsticks, and the more he thought about Lao He's words, the more he felt that it was not a good taste.

"What's wrong with you, eat quickly." The old man felt anxious when he saw his grandson eating slowly.

"Oh, Grandpa, I'm full." Bei Chen felt that the food in front of him was tasteless.

"Why don't you eat so little?" Lao He was very puzzled, but he couldn't think of a reason, "Chenchen, you can't eat now." ”

"No, Grandpa, I'm really full." Bei Chen said, and patted his stomach.

As they were talking, the door creaked, "Grandpa, I'm resting today, I'm coming to see you." I saw He Beifan walk in with a carton of milk.

"If you're busy in the future, you won't use it." Lao He hadn't recovered from Bei Chen's words, so he spoke coldly.

"Oh, Fan, you're here." Bei Chen saw his younger brother standing at the door, still carrying a carton of milk in his hand, and hurriedly stood up and took the things in his hand, "We're eating, sit down and eat." ”

Bei Fan glanced at the dining table in front of him, which was piled with bones that his brother had gnawed, and the rice in the bowl was also visible. It seems that my brother originally planned to get off the table.

Grandpa had a tense face, and he didn't mean to invite himself to the table. Beifan also knew that he was not popular with this family, and the last time he didn't choose to say anything about art, the old man was always angry with him.

"No need, brother, I've already eaten." Beifan could only pretend that he had already eaten lunch, even though his stomach was still "growling".

"Okay then." Although Beichen didn't believe it, he still began to clean up the dining table and wiped the bones that had just been thrown on the table into the trash.

"How do you have time? Didn't you play the piano in the piano shop? Lao He rolled his cloudy eyes, and a pair of big hands rested smoothly on the table.

"Oh, I don't play the piano anymore." Although Beifan was not very happy, he had to force himself to squeeze out a smile, "There is too much schoolwork, and there is no time." ”

"Now that you know there's no time, what did you do earlier?" Lao He stood up from his chair, "I don't know, what are you learning the piano for?" Can you save a snack at home? ”

He Beifan didn't want to quarrel with the old man, but he suppressed a wave of anger from the moment he entered the house, "Grandpa, you make it clear, why don't I let the family worry?" Beifan was still standing there, and he didn't care to sit down.

"You make the family worry-free?" Lao He pointed at him with his finger, "Look at your brother, you can still get a scholarship from the school if you work so hard, why can't you learn from him?" ”

"Why should I learn from him? The two of us are inherently different. Beifan decided to comment with Lao He.

"If you don't study hard, what are you going to do?" The old man's voice was hoarse, "It's not easy for your mother to pull you alone, and it will cost you hundreds of dollars to take a piano lesson." You still have to study art, do you think your mother can afford you? Not sensible at all. ”

Lao He's words made Beifan soften, "I know that if I choose this path, it may cost my family." But I really like it, and I have to go on. ”

"You dare? Are you going to me off, you. Lao He was out of breath. Bei Chen hurriedly stepped forward and patted the old man's back, "Fan, grandpa is old, you can't talk to him like this." ”

Seeing the old man's pale face, Beifan hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you angry." But if I decide what is good, there is no one to stand in my way. ”